Waiting for me is like waiting for tomorrow
Tommorow never dies
But you have an expiration
You will demise, but tomorrow lives on
Waiting for me is like knowing the end of the Sea
It goes on and on into endlessness
But you are not endless,
You have a limitation
Waiting for me is like knowing the end of this rooftop clouds
Spreading it's sheet like mat,
But it is without no ends,
It comes across the whole nations , city and wilderness but yet it's end is unknown
But you have a time
Waiting for me is like knowing the inner depth of the ground
On and on it goes ,
It's an endless pit
But you are a season in the sun
A timely being
Don't wait for me
I don't have a return date or time
©® Tanmoy
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